Seven days later.

The honor guard of the halo book that drove out of the Kyoto Regent's Mansion in the east marched mightily into the hinterland of Beili.

Along the way, it is the endless cheers of the people of Beili.

Feng Wuwu lifted the corner of the sedan curtain, looked at the happy people of Beili outside the sedan chair, and slowly hooked the corners of his lips.

A few months ago, when she fled from Beili in a hurry, she was still a cheap general who had lost her power.

Now, the truth is revealed. The injustice she suffered at the beginning has been rehabilitated.

Coming back, she is not only the regent princess of the east, but also the young general who has made great contributions to Beili, and she is also the princess of Beili who is loved by thousands of people.

"Princess Chitose! The glory of Beili! ”

"General Feng is loyal and courageous, Beili owes you justice."

"The princess returns to the court, Pu Tongqing. Friendly friends, thousands of generations! ”

……

In the ears, it is the continuous beautiful words of the people of Beili.

In front of you, there is a prosperous scene of all the people with one heart.

The haze that lingered in Feng Wuwu's heart dissipated slightly, and the sorrowful color between her eyebrows also faded a lot.

After a while, she quietly lowered the sedan curtain and muttered to herself: "Who would have thought that a few months ago, Ye was like a street rat that everyone shouted and beaten, with nowhere to hide or hide. ”

Jun Moran clenched her soft hand, and her black and golden eyes were full of pampering, "This king never expected that he would be fascinated by a yellow-haired girl. ”

"Ye is not a yellow-haired girl."

"Look at your delicate body, isn't it just a girl?"

Jun Moran turned his head, and the blazing eyes fell on her snow-white neck.

For a while, I couldn't help myself.

Feng Wuwu puffed out his cheeks, and Tete turned his head, "On the one hand, I dislike the master, and on the other hand, I can't leave the master." Regent, you can do it! ”

"When did this king dislike you?"

"I don't like you, my grandfather, it's obvious that your hands are too big."

Jun Mo smiled and said, "You have to be right." ”

She was as pure as a child, and she could always easily impress him.

The breeze was gentle, inadvertently blowing the sedan curtain up and down.

The scenery on the sedan chair has become a topic of conversation for the people along the way.

Feng Wuwu, who has always been uninhibited, heard the praise of the people, quietly straightened his wide legs, and sat upright, showing his graceful bearing.

Jun Moran sneered lightly: "You also know that your daughter's family shouldn't be so arrogant? ”

Feng Wuwu rarely made a lady's style, which was already awkward, but unexpectedly, Jun Moran actually made a joke about her.

Her ears were red, and her face was slightly annoyed, "Regent, if you make fun of the master again, don't think about going to the master's couch from now on." ”

Jun Moran smiled dumbly, and his voice was faint, "It's as if this king is not by your side, and you can sleep." ”

"Regent, can't you let Rang Ye?"

Feng Wuwu glared at him, and muttered dissatisfiedly, "When people marry daughters-in-law, they all know that they are pampered in the palm of their hands, you are good, and you know how to squeeze the master." ”

"Things, you're not going to let this king stay anymore, and you still want this king to coax you?" Jun Moran scratched Feng Wuwu's nose and couldn't help but kiss it.

Feng Wuwu blinked, looking at the handsome and innocent Jun Mo Ran in a daze, and for a while he was fascinated by his mind, turning passive into active.

She staggered to her feet, one knee resting on his broad chest, her slender arms climbing up his neck.

Jun Mo looked at the delicate and miserable Rao Feng without squinting, and his throat rolled up and down, "Why don't you continue?" ”

Feng Wuwu blushed slightly, and subconsciously shrank into the corner, "Master is tired, the coming day will be long." ”

In fact, she's purely because she's lost part of her memory and doesn't know how to continue.

"Grinding elves!" Jun Moran sighed helplessly and gently took her into his arms

Feng Wuwu didn't say much, she leaned sullenly on his chest, and once again fell into a silent silence

As soon as she thought of Fu Yeshen, who was no longer in red clothes and stunning in the rolling red dust, there was another colic in her heart.

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Yun Qin, Jing

Wearing armor and wearing a human skin mask, Feng Yi stood alone on the city wall, pulled his bow and drew the string, and with a "bang", he shot down the wild geese flying from the direction of Donglin.

The lieutenant general in the army was overjoyed when he saw that Feng Yi was finally able to shoot down the wild goose accurately, "The general's hand is hard to change!" General Xiao has just recovered from a serious illness, and he is even lucky. ”

Feng Yi also sprouted a trace of joy in his heart.

You must know that the identity of Xiao Wall, the first fierce general of Mao Ding Yun Qin, is very difficult.

It's not always a matter of calling yourself sick all the time.

Stabilizing the art of riding and archery as soon as possible is the king.

After greeting the deputy general, Feng Yi took advantage of the fact that there was no one around, and familiarly untied the letterhead on the wild goose.

He glanced at the handwriting on the letterhead, and the corners of his lips unconsciously outlined a pleasing arc.

In the secret letter, there are only a few lines of cursive words.

The content is very simple, which is nothing more than to make him more wary of Yun Feibai and the rest of the party.

However, this is very rare for the silent Jun Mo.

Feng Yi knew that the reason why Jun Moran was so interested in him was purely because he loved Wu and Wu.

"General, the regent has come to inform you, do whatever you want. The 100,000 elite soldiers under the regent have secretly infiltrated Yunqin, and they will be able to cross Yunqin Mountain in the near future. ”

Suddenly, a cloud of Qin elite soldiers dressed as soldiers walked to Feng Yi's side and whispered to him.

Feng Yi frowned slightly, and said with a pleasant face: "Why bother? Yun Feibai is infected with malaria, and it is still unknown whether he can get out of the plague village. ”

Judging from the information in his hands, Yun Feibai was infected with malaria, and he definitely couldn't fake it.

You must know that no matter who you are, if you enter the plague village, you can't be alone. Zongyun Feibai was not infected with the plague originally, and after staying in the plague village for a few days, he should have survived his illness even if he was not sick.

When Yun Feibai died, Yun Qin went up and down, and no one knew about his impersonation of Xiao Wall's identity.

Thinking of this, Feng Yi was in a good mood.

He specially instructed the servants beside him, "I will give a message to His Royal Highness for Ben, and in the past half a month, I hope he will live as deep as possible." ”

"Yes."

In response, the wind rushed towards the palace of Yunqin in a hurry.

Unexpectedly, Yun Nianbai, the second highness of Yun Qin, suddenly disappeared mysteriously, and let Feng Yi's soldiers and horses turn the capital inside and out, but there was still no news.

"General, could it be His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's men and horses who took His Second Highness away?" I knew the seriousness of the matter and was in a hurry.

Feng Yi's eyes deepened, and he whispered: "Impossible, the Yun Qin Palace is heavily guarded, and Yun Feibai doesn't have the courage to kill his siblings under Yun Minxing's nose for the time being." ”

He never expected that Yun Nian's white desire was so fascinated by Yun Feibai's palace that he was placed by his side, and the ghost slipped out of the Yunqin Palace.